“Please don’t do this to me,” I cry out, but no one pays it any mind. I’m stretched open with someone’s fingers and a second later, there’s a cock inside me.
The man from before watches impassively, his eyes drinking in what his men are doing to me. The cock feels good and my body ignites with shame.
“Why does it feel so good?” I rasp.
“Because you’re a toy, and this is what you were made for,” the man replies. None of the other men speak, save for some grunts as they begin abusing my body.
Given what they’ve done to my memories, I have no way of knowing what else they did to me. But I suspect they’ve done something to my body, something that makes me this needy, this fucking desperate to respond to their unwelcome touch with such eagerness. I hate how much my pussy drips as a stranger’s cock penetrates me with such anger it makes me wonder what I did to him to deserve this.
The man from before, the one who had such an evil smirk. He’s watching me hungrily. There is no passion in his gaze. There is only cruelty, and the desire to hurt me. Once it’s his turn, I know he’ll have no mercy for me.
And yet the waves of pleasure I’m riding are bringing me closer and closer to an inescapable orgasm. I feel the stranger’s cock pulsing inside me and he grunts in such a way I know he must be getting close to a release.
“Don’t come inside me,” I plead. “Please!”
“He will,” their leader tells me firmly. “They all will. You love having other men’s loads in your pussy anyway, Toy. You better get used to it, because it’s going to happen often.”
I scream when I feel warm stickiness between my legs. My heart pounds. The cock slips from inside me and is replaced by another. This one has piercings all down the length and they rub me angrily, demanding my pussy to clench harder around the silver balls.
This man takes his time. I begin sobbing, more out of pure frustration than out of pain. It doesn’t hurt that much. The small amount of pain feels fucking good, and my body is responding in ways I’m ashamed about.
“Poor Toy,” the man coos. “You want it all over your face instead?”
“Y-Yes,” I manage to whisper, panicking at the thought that none of these men are using condoms. “On my face. Please.”
“Too bad,” he smirks. “It’s all going inside you. Just the way you like it.”
He addresses the men next, saying, “Make sure you hit her cervix. I want to hear her scream when you do.”
They take his words seriously. The man inside me moves faster, goes deeper. I can’t hold back the screams ripping themselves from my lips. It feels too good, too bad. It’s everything at once and I can’t escape a second of this torture.
My orgasms keep coming until I’m so tired I just drift somewhere else while their cocks change and they all come inside me. They hold me up and keep going. Every load inside my dripping cunt. They cup their palms over it when they finish so nothing can spill out.
I don’t know how many of them finish inside me. By the end I’m what they want me to be. A ragdoll. A victim.
And yet I’m not angry. I’m just getting needier and needier, and the shame of it all ignites my body in angry shades of red and pink.
“You look so pretty when you blush,” the leader says, smoothing down my hair as I cry. “But you shouldn’t be ashamed of being a whore for so many men. It’s exactly what you wanted, Toy.”
It keeps on going. I lose count of everything. My orgasms, the cocks I’m taking, the times their leader reassures me. It feels like I’m trapped in a dream. This is my reality now. I don’t know a life other than this. If I ever did, I forgot about it.
I feel myself being slowly lowered and then I’m lying on my back. The man who orders everyone around guides me to my feet and I crouch in an uncomfortable position. Everything’s blurry but I can see I’m on a table of some sort, a transparent glass one. My pussy gushes with cum. I watch, appalled, as every load they fucked into me gathers in a little pool on the glass.
“You see how much there is?” the leader tells me proudly. “Next time, it’ll be twice that. Now lick it all up like a good Toy.”
I shake my head but he won’t take no for an answer. He forces my head now and the jizz mixes with my tears as I’m forced to lick again and again, slurping up everything on the table. Suddenly I feel full. Happy, almost. The shame threatens to swallow me up whole and I start to sob uncontrollably.
The man disappears for a moment before returning with a bottle of water. He smoothes down my hair and cradles me in his arms.
“Open your mouth,” he says softly, and I do. He places a blue pill on my tongue and tells me to swallow. Then he pours some water in my mouth and I drink greedily.
“I told you I won’t let them knock you up,” he says affectionately. “Aren’t you glad you have me to take care of you?”
I nod, speechless after what’s happened.
“Say it. Thank me, Toy.”
“Thank you.”
“Properly.”
Pleadingly, I look up at him. I don’t know what he wants. I just want this to be over.
“Say thank you, Master.”
“T-Thank you, M-Ma-Master.”
“No stuttering. Try again.”
I take a deep breath, eyes still watery in tears and repeat it again. “Thank you, Master.2
“Good girl, Toy. You may sleep now. Just one last thing.”
He attaches a collar around my throat and then ties it to a chain on the floor of the room. My movement is limited and I feel like a caged animal. I want to hate him, but despite his questionable actions, he’s the only one who hasn’t fucked me. I feel like I can trust him. I feel like he’ll take care of me.
He carries me to the dingy mattress and leaves me lying there naked. I’m shivering. As if on second thought, he covers me with his jacket.
I look up at him, scared and relieved it’s over at the same time.
“When will I see you again?” I whisper.
“In your nightmares,” he smiles, pressing a strong-smelling cloth over my mouth. “Dream of me, Toy.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uix9e0/you_shouldnt_be_ashamed_of_being_a_whore_for_so
More this story is so beautiful
Just finished reading both pieces and like your audios, they’re detailed in pure smutty free use 😊
God i want that to be me, especially the part of belonging to somone as their pet/toy
Great writing otherwise :D